And...cue the dancing bears.

*Cíel*

He used to say that beings like us were meant to be monsters, like them. That the one we worship gave us claws and teeth to tear our prey apart and shred their dignity for our sustenance. Monsters, huh. We all play our part in this show, and I'd rather go off script and create my own backstory than conform to the one written on paper.
Or, ya know, at least fucking try.

"Oh, how I yearn for the stories you could tell...amicus meus."

Acute latin lyrics and accenting carried my words to the object that I fiddled with below me. My paw overturned a metal cylinder that was no bigger than a hare, positioning it around to find the best point of entry. The exterior of the metal object was malformed from weathering and the surface of it had tragically deteriorated. My tongue made a clicking sound of disapproval and pity as I shook my head, lowering my gaze only slightly to get a better look at the holes perforating through it, littering all around the surface as if it had been in a fight... one with teeth mangling it in such a way where its scars could never be healed. The punctures were almost big enough that I could see to the other side at certain angles.

"But would you even let me in on something like that? I'm sure those stories still haunt you too. You poor thing..."

My voice trailed off into an audible exhale. I tilted it back and forth before pawing it away and letting it roll off from the broken wooden tree trunk-like pedestal that I had it on.

Finding something that I could bring back with me was like finding a black cat among piles of charcoal in this field, or whatever idiom the herds were using these days. My head dipped in defeat as I let out a forced sigh before peering up at the hills in the distance. Rays of light were just beginning to filter through the overcast morning sky and hit the trees with their first touch of heat for the day. Being up through the night left me with the pangs of exhaustion, though it was more felt through my body than anything else. If it had not been for that persistent... thing taking up residence in my thoughts, maybe, just maybe I would have been able to let myself drift off. But alas...

I grabbed the ends of the small animal skin bundle in my jaw before swinging it up and continuing my trot downhill towards a valley-like dip in the land. The temperature dropping could be felt through my fur as I left the sanctuary of the warm morning rays and pushed on into the dimly lit area, coming up on a larger structure that looked like a half-sunken orb with a chiseled our hole on the front.

"Mm-oh?"

My voice murred through the muffled hare skin. Trotting up to the thing and circling around it showed me that the hole was only on one side. I dropped my sack carefully on the ground before excitedly sniffing around. Iron. Oxidation. Tin. Flecks of, ah wait. Thats just dirt. Burnt... something. Smells lke one of those plants full of seeds that I set on fire that one time. Eck.

I snorted and reared my head back up to full height.

"I wonder..."

Lowering down on my belly I shuffled forward until my head was at the entrance of the hole. Hm... looks like it'll fit? My nose twitched frantically and with giving a quick look around to make sure I was at least alone within my immediate vicinity, I shuffled my head into the hole and looked about. Light crept through the gaps along the rim where the rocks lifted it up but that was about it.

"Hn..g."

My body squirmed as I groaned before I opted to push myself first on my side and then on my back to look upwards.

"Oh ho ho... Jackpot baby!"

I laughed as oogled at the thin metal strands hanging from the top of it. My shoulder squirmed as I reached...they were just too big to fit through. My jaw took a few snaps at the air as I began yanking a few of the metal ropes from their nest and letting it fall around my head and neck.
When would I find something like this again, I'll never know.

"Speech"

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And...cue the dancing bears.

Cíel